Return to Story Vignettes Who are you? Who dares to carve such a slaughter through my realm? Are you hunting for trinkets and baubles? Or stealing the relics of broken legends? Do not be afraid, I care nothing for sch toys. I took them only so that you kind would follow. Now you will come closer, and I will tell you a story. Before the stars were born, there was darkness -- the true darkness. Vast empty spirits moved within that void. Unthinking… devouring… perfect. But the light of the stars was stolen from their bellies. The true darkness was diminished to a shadow, and the empty ones were bound. Nameless and thoughtless, they cannot struggle. And so they slumber, dreaming restlessly of a time when they will devour the stars. Yet, sometimes, a door is opened. Sometimes a way back t
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| - Return to Story Vignettes Who are you? Who dares to carve such a slaughter through my realm? Are you hunting for trinkets and baubles? Or stealing the relics of broken legends? Do not be afraid, I care nothing for sch toys. I took them only so that you kind would follow. Now you will come closer, and I will tell you a story. Before the stars were born, there was darkness -- the true darkness. Vast empty spirits moved within that void. Unthinking… devouring… perfect. But the light of the stars was stolen from their bellies. The true darkness was diminished to a shadow, and the empty ones were bound. Nameless and thoughtless, they cannot struggle. And so they slumber, dreaming restlessly of a time when they will devour the stars. Yet, sometimes, a door is opened. Sometimes a way back t
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| - Return to Story Vignettes Who are you? Who dares to carve such a slaughter through my realm? Are you hunting for trinkets and baubles? Or stealing the relics of broken legends? Do not be afraid, I care nothing for sch toys. I took them only so that you kind would follow. Now you will come closer, and I will tell you a story. Before the stars were born, there was darkness -- the true darkness. Vast empty spirits moved within that void. Unthinking… devouring… perfect. But the light of the stars was stolen from their bellies. The true darkness was diminished to a shadow, and the empty ones were bound. Nameless and thoughtless, they cannot struggle. And so they slumber, dreaming restlessly of a time when they will devour the stars. Yet, sometimes, a door is opened. Sometimes a way back to the true darkness is revealed. I found such a door, and such a way. And I found a name for myself in your bright, brittle world. I am the hunger that gnaws its own flesh, that grinds the bones of the world to dust. I am Wharu. And I will bless the land with my hunger. You will return to your tormented master. You will give him what he seeks, and tell him that his pain will soon be healed. That Wharu will make him whole. Now go. With my blessings.
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